Liz is at it again, and so we take the mini van all over this quarter of our state. Forest is coaching this year and that has worked out pretty well. He enjoys it, the girls seem to enjoy it, and Liz has yet to be embarrassed (just kidding honey.) Liz is pretty good at it when she is paying attention. Sometimes she just seems to drift into her own world and it cracks me up.
I like soccer games, the girls really get into the game. There are parents, though, that get on my nerves. If you can’t go to a U8 soccer game without cussing or degrading the players, please sit far away from me or stay in your car. I just can not stand it. Those girls are just girls, not college level athletes. There is so much in life pressuring our kids to grow up fast, do they really need language and actions like that directed to them?
Jane sits at the sidelines with me, wincing every time a ball comes near. Neither of us are much into a sport with a ball flying at us. That does eliminate most sports. Hence she is a swimmer and I prefer yoga and running. The twins, on the other hand, bring their little ball with them and can not wait to get started. They want to do everything their big sister’s do, and they want to do it now. Try explaining to a three-year old that you have to wait until your six to join swim team or that soccer is just a year away. It is hard enough explaining what happens tomorrow or at the weekend!
Jane cracks me up. In that photo up there, she has flowers and a letter to bring to some friends of ours that have hit on rough times…very rough times. She gets these notions and not matter how big or small, there is no stopping her. She is confident in who she is and there is little to no stopping her…good in most cases. She all of a sudden is very into wearing a bit of lip gloss and picking out just the right outfit. Fashion is a new hobby and she isn’t afraid to do what she likes regardless of style. This is a bit of her personality shining through: